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🎶: 'Scars To Your Beautiful' by Alessia Cara

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Your back and arms ached. You rubbed your sore cheeks while feeling extremely out of place, even though you were at home and standing in your own bedroom.

You stood infront of your wardrobe mirror, in the dimly lit room which is usually illuminated with all the lamps turned on. Right now, only one shone brightly, the one in the farthest end of the room.

You sighed as you took your shirt off. You wanted to look at the damage done by that good for nothing son of a-

You scanned your shoulders and neck, the purple-blue bruises were too clear to miss. They hurt... A lot. You winced as you pressed them softly. You wanted to cry, not because of the pain but because of how he treated you. You weren't meant to be-

You heard the click of the door open.

You watched the door through your mirror with horror, awaiting the person who was entering.

"Oh my-I'm so sorry!" Dean said as soon as he saw you, shirtless. You quickly reached for your shirt and attempt to put it on in an instant. You didn't mind being shirtless around him, you and him had this very close relationship, but you didn't want him to see your bruises.

"Wait..." He walked forward as you slipped your hand through the sleeve, "What happened to you? Are you okay?"

He was now standing by your side, looking at your neck. "I-I'm fine," You lied. "No you're not. Who did this to you?" He asked with care. You hesitated to answer. You feared that it would cause you a lot of trouble if you told Dean.

"Show me," He said and you nodded hopelessly. You took your shirt off, revealing the marks that you started to grow familiar to. "Oh my..." Dean traced your arms and your collar bone. All you did was stare at his feet.

He lifted your chin and looked at your face, his eyes immediately resting on your cheeks. The signs of the unlimited hurt he gave you were there... And Dean was furious.

"SONOVABITCH!" He shouted in frustration, "Tell me who did this Kyra. Now." You sighed, "A-Austin." He looked at you with disbelief but when there wasn't a single change in your expression, that look turned to rage.

"I'm going to kill that son of a bi-"

"No please!" You pleaded and held his arm, "He c-can't find out that I told you. He'll... H-He'll kill me." You started to cry and Dean held you in his arms. He rested his chin on your head and rubbed your bare back. You sobbed softly into his chest, praying that your situation with Austin wouldn't get worse.

*****

"I can't believe it's him," Dean said, "Sam and I met him. We thought he was pretty cool." You shook your head, "He's always been like this but first it was just yelling and shouting and just being verbally abusive."

"I wasn't that bothered about it till he hit me once when he got drunk," You continued, "He found some... Pleasure in beating me and he continued. That's why I've got these." You gestured to your shoulders.

He kissed your head and you sniffed. He looked into your bright blue eyes, "I want to help you. I'll teach this-" You put a hand over his mouth, "Dean no please. It's fine. It's better if you don't interfere, it could make things worse."

"He's not one to negotiate with..." You trailed off. You suddenly felt weird as your most feared nightmare came back to you.

"Umm D-Dean, I should tell you something..." You said, a bit shakily. He shifted a bit, turning closer towards you and listening closely.

"Well, he um..." You cleared your throat. You didn't know how to say it. "Uh, I... He just-I didn't want to but he forced me to and-and," You stammered a bit. You were psychologically traumatized by that event.

"Wait, he what?" Dean questioned. "He... Slept with me when I didn't want to," You said with fear, without actually saying it explicitly. You wondered if he understood.

"He what?! Did he ra-Yeah that does it," He stood up suddenly, "Get up. I'm going to teach that son of a bitch a lesson!" He grabbed your hand and pulled you out of your room.

*****

You were on your way to a bar, Dean was driving and constantly tapping the steering wheel. You told him about the date you were going to have with your 'boyfriend' tonight: going to the bar for a drink or something then probably going to his house...

Dean came up with the idea that you would act completely normal then he would step in and teach the guy a lesson.

You reached the bar in another five minutes and you walked in first, leaving Dean to walk in a little later. He had parked the Impala in a back alley so that no one would know that you came with him.

You were scared... Really scared. You didn't want Dean to get hurt, neither did you want him not to help you. Once Dean wants to get something done, he WILL get that done no matter what.

You saw Austin sitting at one of the booths. He waved and smiled, but you knew his game. He acted all nice in public but as soon as you'd reach home... His other personality would come out.

"H-Hi A-Austin," You shook a bit. You bit your lip, feeling terrified. "What did I tell you about stammering, you idiot?!" He whispered fiercely, ocasionally shooting a smile to random people that passed by. "S-Sorry," You said, unable to calm yourself.

He chuckled, "You're lucky we're in public, otherwise I would have made you never forget about what I told you about stammering." You swallowed hard.

"Okay so what do you want to drink?" He questioned and you shook our head. "I'm nice enough to freaking ask you what you want so tell me what you want!" He slightly yelled. You were convinced this guy had issues. How were you so blind to like him in the first place?

"Just get me anything," You answered and he clapped. "Wow, the lady answers finally," He rolled his eyes and stood up. You were disgusted.

You were so glad Dean was with you. You glanced at counter, he was sitting by another man a little bit away from you. He looked back and winked. You made sure not to smile back.

"Here you go, drink up!" He said as he gave you your drink, "We've got a fun night ahead." He winked at you and you swore you would have thrown up on his face.

You struggled to reply to his questions and you had to seem interested in whatever crap he was saying. Soon, he held your hand... More like gripped it and tugged you towards the door.

He grabbed your arm and pulled you to a dark alley, you were terrified. He pushed you to the wall and ran his hand through your hair. "Wh-What are you doing?!" You said but he covered your mouth.

"Shhhh, no one can hear you and no one should, otherwise... You know what happens when you break the rules," he moved closer, pushing your hip to the wall. He held you down tightly, there was no way of moving out.

He was just about to kiss you when-

"HEY!" A man yelled at the top of his lungs.

You sighed in relief and looked at the shadowed figure not too far away. "Get away from her you son of a bitch!" He warned as he walked towards Austin.

It was Dean.

"Look here big shot, just leave us to our privacy and go, otherwise you'll regret it," Austin said over-confidently. When he was off his guard, Dean punched him in the jaw.

Austin fell back and Dean came to you and asked if you were okay. You nodded, staying well back while Dean put an arm behind him to block you.

"Who's this, cupcake?" Austin asked you as he touched his jaw. "Don't you dare talk to her like that!" Dean growled and you raised your eyebrows. You had never seen him this angry.

Dean went for another punch but Austin dogged it. He punched Dean in the gut and the Winchester stumbled back. You covered your mouth in shock, wanting to help so bad.

Austin laughed like a psycho, "You little snitch! You told on my huh?" He wiped his mouth and Dean clenched his fists.

Dean was definitely fire up. He went in to Austin with full force, punching him in the nose then punching his cheek bone. He held him to the wall and pressed his arm into his neck.

"Listen here, asshat, that girl Kyra, she's mine and you can't do anything about that," Dean said and you listened silently, "She's going to dump you right now and you won't do anything to stop it. She has rights, you should respect her you jerk. She will never see you again and you better be fine with."

Dean backed away but punched Austin again. "So help me, If I find you with some other girl and you treat her like this... I WILL hunt you down, I promise, and it ain't going to be pretty!"

Dean turned to you and stepped away. You walked to Austin and crossed your arms. You had never felt this confident infront of him.

"Well this is where it ends 'Asstin', hope you have the most miserable life ever!" You spat and punched him in the side of his face. He fell back and it was so strong that he was knocked cold.

"Wow," Dean said in awe, "You're so..." He continued to stare at you, lost in what his eyes were seeing. "What's wrong Dean?" You asked and walked to him.

"Nevermind... What do you want to do with him?" Dean questioned. "Eh let's leave him here to rot. Someone's bound to find him sooner or later," You said feeling relaxed for the first time in a long time.

Dean began to walk ahead but you stopped him. You tugged his shirt and pulled him closer, "Now that I'm single, there's no problem if I do this." You kissed him on the lips. It was much more enjoyable than 'Asstin'.

"Thank you for everything tonight. I have a life now, thanks to you," You said and he kissed your forehead.

"No one has the right to treat you like that," Dean said, "And I meant what I said... You're mine Ky. You're too beautiful to be abused. That asshole couldn't see that."

And it was then that you realised who you really loved... Dean freaking Winchester.